Sour Jack - Intellectual

[Hook]

Overworked but no longer underpaid

I deaded a couple sluts but can't keep 'em in the grave

I’m tired all the time, it's cause i’m always awake

You wanna open your mouth, i’m fuckin' you in the face

Brand new biz, money blowin' whirlwind

Brand new bitch, she know I don't need a girlfriend

Take no shit, guess some shit will never change still

Y’all take dick like the homies take pain pills

Focus on your own

[Verse]

Forty five 'till i board, lookin for the gate

I love rushin all the time just to wait

Wait, hey, I 'prolly got the time to debate

But nowadays a conversation endin' with a rate, so, stray

Hey, from the heights to the bayside

Not like Queens, I mean that got my steaks high

Keep her out your jeans, that money is not to waste

I speak high-key, they wonder how what I say flies

Honest with you I ain't play no part

Eyes dilated, playa, follow me through the dark

I could violate you without even liftin' an arm

So you could run, but I can't promise you gone get too far

Im the house, and the senate, and i’m the goddamn president

Im the apex predator with them Amex benefits

I get what the fuck I want, so you should study my rhetoric

And re-direct your life in a way that might get ahead of it

I don't know a world where I gotta ask “Can I?”

Stay high, get the tax back on the red-eye

Shit, I still ain't really different than I was

Better bud inside my lungs, better liquor in my cup

Badder bitches hit me up, bigger artists show me love

And I get threatened more frequently, so I bought another gun

But I digress, I guess i’m just tryin' to say I feel the same

Still depressed but my goals have been tamed

Not nearly as much a mess but really just because this moneys a thing

So every trial considered I’d say that ain't shit changed

I’m still self medicatin'

Still-

Fuck it, i'm still too afraid to say it

And they got the nerve to tell me i ain't real no more

When y'all ain't never knew shit about my life

Thinkin' I just wild for the night, spend money, and sit tight

Playa, try to walk a mile in my nikes

Or get on the same stage

What the fucks an off day?

If an unmarked road, then I know to take reins

Same ball, bigger chain, y’all know where the fuck I came from

Finally comin' up so I been stuntin' with my day ones

(Fuck it)